Page 220 of Dark King Daddy

“Daniil.”

He watched my face while his fingers moved. His other hand closed over my breast, his thumb and forefinger pinching my nipple, and I gasped.

The pleasure gathered steadily. I reached up and caught the headboard, needing something to hold while he moved inside me. His rhythm quickened. My thighs shook, and I felt him falter before he steadied himself again.

He was close too.

“Don’t stop,” I said. “Please, don’t stop.”

He didn’t. His fingers kept their rhythm, his cock moved in my ass, and his mouth found my neck. I could feel the orgasm coming and had no room left for anything except him.

It moved through me slowly at first, then with a force that took my breath. I cried out, my body contracting around him, and his rhythm broke. He groaned against my neck and came, holding me close while we shook together.

I let go of the headboard and put both arms around him.

For a while, neither of us moved.

I could feel his heart against my chest. His breath was hot on my neck, his hair damp beneath my fingers. I held him until he could lift his head, then kissed his forehead.

“Wow,” I whispered.

He laughed weakly.

“Wow is right.”

He withdrew carefully, watching my face, and settled beside me. I rolled toward him at once. His arm went around my back.

“All right?” he asked.

“Very.”

He brushed the hair away from my cheek.

“Should I be worried that you’ve stopped arguing?”

“I’ve temporarily lost most of my vocabulary. Don’t get used to it.”

His smile spread slowly. I touched it with my thumb.

“You?” I asked.

“Much the same.”

I kissed him. There was no hurry left in either of us.

Eventually he went to the bathroom and came back with a warm cloth. He helped me clean up, then brought water and pulled the covers over us. I took a drink and passed him the glass.

“You too.”

He obeyed, which I found enormously satisfying.

“What?” he asked over the rim.

“Nothing. Keep drinking.”

He shook his head, finished the water and set the glass down. When he lay back, I tucked myself against him with my cheek on his chest.

His hand moved slowly along my back.